Zhang Yuanqing knocked down with a shudder, "500,000 federal coins per person, that's the decision."

The queen suddenly smiled, and it was very good to give money.

She usually spends a lot of money, and her salary and bonuses are just enough. For this trip, she first divided one million in stolen money, plus five hundred thousand federal coins, for a total of less than five million in proceeds.

Zhang Yuanqing was about to share the money when his cell phone rang suddenly. It was Fu Qingyang's call.

"Hello?" He connected to the phone.

"Come over for a meeting!" Fu Qingyang said.

Zhang Yuanqing lifted his spirits, snapped his fingers, and fled to the next door.

In the spacious and luxurious study room, three projection devices were already working, and three fluorescent blue beams projected the large conference table and the participants in front of the conference table, just like that day.

Zhang Yuanqing passed through the crowd, came to the desk and sat down, and his figure immediately appeared beside the conference table.

Everyone's eyes cast instantly.

Elder Miao spoke first, "Yuanshi Tianzun, Heaven's Punishment has already given an answer."

He looked at the witcher.

After a moment of silence, the witcher said loudly:

"After the discussion of the board of directors, Heaven's Punishment is willing to provide a regular prop for the saint stage, a material of master quality, you can keep the Seal of Thunder God and Charm Perfume, but you must return the heart of the ocean, the disordered doll and the sword of judgment. "

The material that dominates quality has changed from three pieces to one piece.

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds and said:

"make a deal!"

Osmond and Xia Zuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"May I ask about the properties of regular props." He asked curiously.

The demon hunter looked at him coldly, "You can choose not to trade, but you don't have the right to choose rules-like items. Whatever we give you is what it is."

This is not polite, but Zhang Yuanqing did not refute, shrugging: "It's fine when the grade is up."

Rule-type props are not Chinese cabbage, and rule-type props of saint quality are rarer than master-type props. Zhang Yuanqing doesn't think he has the possibility to choose.

Elder Miao immediately said: "After the meeting is over, please give me the spirit loss fee and property loss fee, Demon Hunter. Yuanshi Tianzun, you can just hand over the returned props to Fu Qingyang. If there is no problem, the meeting will be adjourned!"

Elder Miao disappeared into the light beam first, and the rest left the table one after another.

Zhang Yuanqing got up immediately, snapped his fingers, and came to the entrance of the basement - the basement was blocked by a formation, and he could not sneak in by escaping.

He swiped open the iron door with the access control card and came to the sixth room on the left.

On the bunk for one person, Pluto sat against the wall and looked sideways: "Will I be handed over to God or the headquarters of your Five Elements Alliance?"

"It's all the same." Zhang Yuanqing opened the iron door and made a "please" gesture.

After taking Pluto to the lobby on the first floor, Fu Qingyang was already sitting on the soft sand in the living room waiting.

Zhang Yuanqing opened the gang warehouse of "Return of the Dead", took out three props including Hai's "Heart of the Ocean" and handed them to Fu Qingyang. JrNovels.com